Move Me

"Longing paces circles in your heart. The want for more thrums just under your skin, and in your blood there are a thousand wolves howling- necks craned back in prayer to the moon."

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WE HAVE ENOUGH DEAD FRIENDS by lena oleanderson [ID in ALT.]

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Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

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Small jar. Lebanon. 100-799. Glass.

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Unreliable by Sarah Kay

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Scientific method by James Tadd Adcox

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Lacey Black (American, 1992) - Putting the Little Pain to Sleep (2024)

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Vanessa Stockard - The Whimsical Vortex, 2026 - Oil on dibond

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An Interview with Hanif Abdurraqib

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“Why can’t healing happen as quickly as wounding? You twist an ankle, break a bone — you can be hurt in a heartbeat. Hour by hour, week by week, year by year, the cells in your body labor to remake themselves the way they were the instant before your injury. But even then you’re never the same: not quite.”

— Anthony Doerr, Cloud Cuckoo Land

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Useless is as useless doesn’t by Bob Hicok

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Warsan Shire, from "Extreme Girlhood", Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head